Pale Horses & My Old Crosses
Friday, July 23, 2010
No one likes to see people walk out on their lives. Ironically, it's a fact of life.Friday, July 23, 2010
I sent my prayers to my good friend Wen Chuen's grandfather as I visited his wake earlier this week. It's not easy to lose a loved one, and unlike many other things, it doesn't get easier with each additional one that you go through. Sometimes they hurt more.
Here's just a side authors note: When writing philosophical and/or emotional pieces, listening to Keane helps. Listening to Justin Bieber hinders. Listening to Miley, it's probably gonna come out crappy-ier than you expect.
As I sat down and talked to some of my best friends about death, I started telling them about how I want to be when I go out of this world. Sure, as you lay in the coffin, you won't feel much. But a wake isn't about the guy inside, it's about the people who look over it. And the more I think about leaving this world, I start to think less about me and more about those who love me (and vice versa). Fact of life number 2 - we begin to see what is important when things start to seem fleeting.
So how do I want to have my funeral?
It has to be a celebration. A big freakin' party. It's gotta have music, great food, drinks all around. But of course, the most important part of any party is the people. Not just anything about the people - happy, smiling people. That makes a real party. I think fun brings out all the great memories that people share together. Since it's gonna be my last time with them before I turn to ash, might as well make one more?
Sounds twisted? To me, not at all. I'll always remember my friends and family as people who have supported my fun, provided warmth and happiness, given me shelter (physical and emotional) when I needed it. I'll stick to that concept of my life being exactly that till the end. Just because I'm lifeless in a box, doesn't mean everyone else should.
Wei Ren's idea was a notch above mine. A miami party with my coffin in the middle of a pool. Thinking about that, yeah, it would be pretty awesome. I mean, a whole bunch of bikini-clad girls around me at my last physical moments on Earth? Hell to the yes. Or maybe, it should be heaven to the yes.
The only problem would be Chen in a bikini. Not a nice sight from heaven still.
But life is still early for me. Decades shouldn't be summed up in a few minutes. Because life isn't about the end-point, it's the process. I will damn well learn to love the process.
Does that last line seem like I'm listening to a Miley song as I write this? Trust me, it's pure coincidence.
And yes, somewhere only we know.
12:15 AM
Change for me
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Since I don't have a band, I was wondering what I was gonna put up here. Okay, when I think of something good then I'll place up. Till then, you can watch this empty space. Which isn't so empty anymore considering I've just typed words inside of this box. Wow.
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